So I'm really excited for where I am planning to take this story! And I am so glad people actually read the first chapter, so it's a nice boost of encouragement. Also, I re read what I wrote ln the last chapter and want to apologize for wrong spelling, grammar and such. I typed it during my first period at school on my iPhone sooo darn that auto correct :p I promise to try to make this chapter better:) And just a little heads up: I wont be updating Friday thru Sunday because I will be out of town at a competition. I'll bring my laptop though just in case there is wifi so I might update. Also I got some nice reviews so thanks a lot it was very encouraging. Please ENJOY!

*I do not own a single thing that's recognizable*

Christine POV

I'm sure the confusion showed on my face as I tried to rack my brain for familiar faces. The three girls who entered had on gauzy skirts and elaborate make up. They were all so radiant, Madam Giry couldn't possibly think I would be able to conform to their beauty if I was going to dance with them.

The girls giggled to one another as they walked frantically into the room with me. "Madam Giry will never notice we are missing! It's so easy to just leave when she is so concentrated perfecting James' pirouettes"

"Are you sure? She'll be furious if she notices!"

"Just don't worry about it"

One of the girls became really still and pointed with a small motion at me. The other two stopped their chatter and looked over their shoulders to see me staring.

"What did you say your name was again?" a tall, red headed girl asked while looking me up and down with sharp narrow eyes.

"I'm Christine." Was there anything else I could say? I wanted to be nice but shock seemed to limit my words and all I could do was watch her face when it expressed an emotion that looked like it had an idea.

"I'm Sorelli, and you know what? Carlotta has been looking all over for you." Sorelli looked at the other two girls with a wink and carried on."She needs you to take care of her dress for her. She says she can't trust it in her dressing room, She thinks one of the maids will steel it."

I've heard of Carlotta's name before. It's all over Paris, and I've heard such good things about her, but never actually heard her sing for myself.

"Really, me? How would she even know my name? I just got here."

"Don't be silly Christine! Everyone is talking about you, the new girl! Carlotta says the maids won't have any idea that her dress will be with you, since of course you are new."

I didn't dare question he knowledge, I was going to meet La Carlotta herself! Not only that, but I was in charge of her dress! I just know that my papa would be proud!

"In fact, she just finished rehearsing so her dress should be hanging in the costume department. She wants you to go get it right now before the maid brings it to her room where it could be stolen."

"I can do that, anything for my new family, especially La Carlotta."

The girls smiled and walked out the door, and I quickly closed up my father's violin case and practically ran at an excited pace down the long hallways. I didn't know where the costume room was but I figured it had to be close to the stage. I found a group of people whom I assumed were a part of the chorus by the way they talked to each other and followed behind them to the stage.

I curiously wandered behind the stage gawking at the many ropes, curtains and backdrops hanging from the ceiling. Then I saw it. The door was opened with many hats, dresses and costumes peeking out. I took a step inside realizing I had no clue which dress was the one I was looking for. After looking around for a minute at the many wonderful dresses, I saw one in particular, Bigger, gaudier, and way more splendid than anything I had ever seen. I was sure that one was Carlotta's. I grabbed it and then quickly skipped out of the room and down the hallways back to the room I had originally left.

When I opened the door I was greeted with yet another frantic hug from Meg.

"Oh, Christine! I imagined you where lost, and was just thinking of a way to fi..." before she could finish her thought her wide eyes spotted the brilliant fabric in my hands.

"Christine what are you doing!? Why do you have Carlotta's dress? She will be furious! I already got you clothes anyways, I put them on the bed you will be sleeping on." Timorousness was evident on her face.

"No Meg, don't be silly! I wouldn't ever steal, but you see, Carlotta wants me to put her dress in our room so the maids won't steal it! That's all." At that statement, Meg looked suspicious but kept to her own business.

"Oh. Well, why don't you go look at your new dresses now!" Meg said with a bright face.

We both walked over to what was my bed and my dresses. I've never had such luxuries before and I was excited to be able to look like a princess in the new clothes by day and crawl into a warm fluffy bed by night. I carefully stuffed Carlotta's dress under my bet then looked at the dresses Meg had laid out for me.

"They are very beautiful, were they yours?" I asked while grabbing a pale pink one that imminently pulled at my attention.

"Yes, but they don't fit right anymore. I have a feeling though, that they will look very radiant on you. Here, why don't you put this night gown on and get ready for bed. I'm sure you're very exhausted." She traded me the gown for the pink dress and we both got dressed for the night.

Once we where both tucked in and said our goodnights I fell asleep quickly thinking about all the nice things that had happened to me that day and how I was going to make sure Carlotta's dress would be well accounted for.


I found myself being pulled out of a harsh nightmare with a violent jolt against my pillow. My once comfortable bed was now drenched in sticky sweat and my hair was stringy from its wetness. My eyes were stinging from tears, and the room was pitch black. I sat up in my bed and looked around me. I could see black lumps of girls fast asleep in their beds in rows next to me. I didn't want to go back to sleep. Not If I was going to have another nightmare about my Papa's death.

Maybe now was a good time to do some private exploring and reflect on my own thoughts away from everybody else. So I walked out of my room and down many long hallways.

Erik POV

My hands started to tremble with anger and my teeth were grinding against each other bitterly while my fingers slammed down on the pianos keys. Why wasn't this working? Music always brought me into a world of my own, where there was no hate, and no ugliness. How come for the first time in my life I couldn't lose myself in it? I banged out one last chord then arose from the bench in front of my piano in a way that showed clear anger.

I couldn't pull my thoughts away from that trembling girl I saw earlier. Normally I wouldn't linger on such thoughts and I could care less if someone else in this world suffered. They deserved it for just living in this earth made up of hell. This girl was different though. Never had I seen someone give off such a strong energy…energy of what? I couldn't explain it she was just different.

Not only was she unusual but her eyes…they were so blue and that hair was like smooth, curly coco. Her physical features were so wondrous it made the pitiful rags she was wearing look heavenly. Just why was she so scared looking? Even when she was being comforted by the blonde dancer she looked like she was in another place, one filled with torture and sadness.

I had followed her around all day. I was so mad at myself. Never had I fallen so low as to let someone else's actions dictate how I spend my days. Why did she make me so week? And what was this feeling she gave me that not even music could express?

Maybe a walk up to the top of my passage ways to check on my opera house would do me some good at clearing out my thoughts and enable me to forget about this child I've been thinking of.

So im sorry if this chapter was a little short like the first, but I was kinda rushed since im preparing for my contest. I also did this in bed on my laptop on low levels of sleep which means spelling and grammar etc. wont be all that great :?=/ I promise in the near near near fututr chapters will be getting longer and better once im done with this contest! And I just want to thank your for reading and Everyone who reviews I will try to personally respond to weather I figure out how to PM you(Im new at this) or if you're a guest I'll respond before or after the story to you in bold text.

Let me know what you think of Erik so far, Thanks! :D